MegaCharmoeleonX

“Come on, Cooper!” Tobias laughed, the stocky African American egging him on. “I did it, so can you! Stop standing there and go!” “Fine, fine!” Cooper conceded, gripping the rope tightly. Looking out over the expansive lake, surrounded by a line of thick evergreens even on the farthest shores, Cooper gave the rope a couple more tugs to make sure the branch securing it would hold. “Alright, look out below!” he cried, backing up a few steps from the small cliff before charging forward, rope in hand. Swinging out over the water, he let go of the rope, plunging into the deep. Once he felt himself

Chapter 1: Normal "C'mon, nerd!" Dylan shouted, the tall, muscular brunette dangling the brown, rectangular-framed eyeglasses from his right pointer finger and thumb, "Don't ya want ya glasses back?" George, a blonde shorter than Dylan who was also his lackey, laughed quietly behind him. I sighed at the duo's childish actions. All three of us were in high school now. When were they going to grow up? "Ya gotta problem with me, geek?" Dylan spat, grabbing a fistful of my t-shirt with his free hand and pulling me close to his face. "Well, do ya?" "Just give me my glasses back, Dylan," I replied, my face emotionless and voice flat. I knew what

Ugh... What happened? Where am I? “Looks like we've got another one awake,” shouted a strange voice. “Greaaat... Just get him over here, will ya?” came the sarcastic reply, this voice sounding clearer than the other for some reason. I cracked open an eye, looking for the source of the sound. Besides the view of the sun hovering right overhead, I could see a Tangela leaning over me. Oh, right... I'm still a... I closed my eyes again, shaking the sand out of my facial fur before pushing myself off the ground. I was still slightly dizzy, which was evident when I opened my eyes and fell down in the sand again. &ldquo

 THIS STORY HAS BEEN DISCONTINUED. SORRY IN ADVANCE. Coming home from the football game, my family climbed out of the car and proceeded to walk into the house. It had been a crazy game, going into double overtime. Somehow my high school managed to win the game. Everyone had gone crazy, yelling, cheering, and storming the field. It was a long game, though, and it was well into the early morning hours when we got home. While the rest of my family went to bed immediately, I got on the computer quickly to check up on the Acheron community. I logged into my account on the computer and opened up Skype, just as I normally do. There was the normal

I had only lived in town for a few months when it happened. Even though I was still relatively new, it was quite obvious that people had started to grow weary of each other. On any other Saturday morning, kids would be playing out in the neighbor’s front yard, dogs would be out barking at the mailman, and the milkman would be stopping by for a chat.  Today, however, the safety of a white picket fence wasn’t enough to put a person’s restless mind at ease. The children were inside, both the mailman and the milkman only gave a small nod of acknowledgement through troubled glances, and the dogs were silent, as if knowing that so

“Mr. Krett!” the teacher shouted, rousing the student from his slumber. “Ugh... What do you want?” the sleepy teenager mumbled, his recently developed deep voice once again surprising him, although he would never let anyone know it. Opening his eyes halfway, he lifted his head up off of the desktop and gazed off at the whitewashed walls of the classroom. “No sleeping in detention. You’ve been here enough times to know that,” she quipped, standing over him. The stern, elderly woman looked down on him through her thick spectacles, the wrinkles on her face multiplying as she scrunched her face up at

“Yes... yes, she's right in here,” came the slightly muffled voice of the nurse. “And again... I'm sorry.” A moment passed before the light blue curtain was pulled back, revealing the familiar Blaziken that somberly walked into the room. Behind it, two Quilava padded in as well, one taller than the other. The trio quietly approached the hospital bed, stopping as they reached its edge. As the Audino nurse slowly pulled the curtain back into place, leaving them alone and giving them their privacy, the Typhlosion on the bed smiled weakly, her eyes barely open. “Chad...” she whispered, unable to bring her v

 *static crackles* Gah... *crackle* Come on, come on... *crackle* Work, will you? *crackle* Coastal Ranges, do you copy? Hello? *explosion* Arceus! Lewis, let's get out of here! Uh, this is Simon the Emboar, member of PRT squad 260-196A. Lewis, come on! We're under serious attack and need support, ASAP. Cover was blown, Raphael caught on to us... *crackle* Lewis! Alright you lot, bring it o- *transmission end* -   -   -   -   - His heavy breathing was only matched by the weight of his body, or so it felt like. As the clicking sound of his claws continued to resonate against the floor of this hellish maze, he wondered how long he had been d

It had been a relatively normal enough day for Jacob. The Kanto trainer had been out in the Viridian Forest, examining the native wildlife with Star, his Charmeleon, keeping him company. He had dropped off his other Pokemon earlier in the day at the Pokemon Center for a well-deserved rest after taking on the local gym. Dressed in his normal attire of a pair of brown hiking boots, faded jeans, a t-shirt, which was hidden away underneath his favorite green jacket, and a baseball cap, Jacob had begun to walk home. It had been getting close to dinnertime, and the last thing he had wanted was a scolding from his mother. Jacob loved the feel of

 "Come on, Charlie!" my little brother whispered, shaking me awake with his clawed hand. Groaning slightly, I lifted my heavy eyelids open and stared at him in a stupor, still half-asleep. "What is it, Eric?" I asked, stretching out. I sat up and shook my head, trying to get more awake. A soft yawn escaped my mouth. "I'm bored. Can we go play something?" he begged, putting his hands on my chest and staring up at me with a pair of big, sad Charmander eyes. "Not right now," I answered, shaking my head again. Looking behind Eric, I saw Mom still asleep, blocking the cave entrance. Daylight had just broken over the horizon, filling our moun